I said to myself that if Denmark win this I'll write another chapter on this fanfiction and they did so here it is ;)
The sky is red tonight We're on the edge tonight No shooting star to guide us
Denmark watched with bright eyes as Emmelie was on the scene, the song had just started, but he was already so proud of her. She had done so well already so he would be satisfied even if she didn't win, but he was of course still rooting for her with all his soul as this was a really good song. A taller man came up to him he noticed from the corner of his eyes and looked to the side and there stood Sweden and at once he turner around, happy to get the swedes attention like this.
"Hello Sve, how you doing?" His nickname for the other sinde he wasn't allowed to call him 'Su'. Sweden looked out on the performance outside on the big scene as the public was going crazy as the chorus came, everyone loved the guy that played the flute and Emmelies voice even more.
Eye for an eye, why tear each other apart? Please tell me why, why do we make it so hard? Look at us now, we only got ourselves to blame It's such a shame
"What do you mean 'good luck'? I'll win for sure, you're my lucky charm after all." Sweden looked at the other with a raising eyebrow as if he wanted him to explain what he meant. "Last time Eurovision was held in Sweden I ended up winning, didn't I? It's fate, I know it." Still bubbling with self-confidence and energy.
How many times can we win and lose? How many times can we break the rules between us? Only teardrops How many times do we have to fight? How many times till we get it right between us? Only teardrops
So come and face me now Here on the stage tonight Let's leave the past behind us
Eye for an eye, why tear each other apart? Please tell me why, why do we make it so hard? Look at us now, we only got ourselves to blame It's such a shame
Tell me How many times can we win and lose? How many times can we break the rules between us? Only teardrops
Suddenly the dane was chuckling which made Sweden lean back again, wondering if something was wrong. "Damn you're really a schlager-bøg, you went all out tonight, being crazy and that act where you sang about Sweden and about swedes, I laughed my ass off." A little embarrassed Sweden looked away, mumbling something, but Denmark was fast to bring him closer again. Kissing him for real this time which made the taller of them relax once again as he kissed back, cupping the danes cheek.
How many times do we have to fight? How many times till we get it right between us? Only teardrops
Both listening to the song, but both were busy with the others lips, kissing firmly and didn't care about what others thought when they saw them. Sweden had already forgiven Denmark for those times back in the days when they always fought, it was in the past since their past and wars and fights didn't matter any longer, now was now and then was then. He loved his dane and had done since the beginning of time, he had just been lost for many centuries and then fallen in love with Finland, but both had found out after some time that they weren't meant to be and damn, Finland had even proposed to Armenia with his song.
Only teardrops Only teardrops
He knew Denmark was his soulmate and Denmark knew the same about his swede. None of them afraid to confess about their hidden feelings anymore.
